1924

A card from Chinee Allen says that returns are beginning to come in on a ballot calling for the disposition of our $15,000 of surplus cash to the College for the purposes outlined in our last column. So far, all votes are in favor.

By the time this gets in your hands, our mini-reunion at the Norwich Inn will have taken place. We surely hope that all of the regulars show up and that we have a few new recruits. It is always a good time regardless of what takes place on the football field. Most of us don't seem to think the outcome of the game is of earthshattering importance anymore.

Word from Frank Harrington is that he and Louise are summering' on the Maine coast as usual. They have what sounds like a wonderful gimmick. They have given their property to their children and rent back a portion of it for their own use. Instead of wearing themselves out and being hosts for their horde of progeny, plus guests and in-laws, the horde is still about them, to be savored or ignored, but they are devoid of responsibility for their comings and goings and matters incidental thereto.

As usual, we have too many deaths and too little news-from the very interesting group of classmates who are still living. The two most recent deaths are PittsMcKenzie and Jerry Walker. Their obituaries will appear in this or a subsequent issue. Other classmates whose obituaries have been forwarded to the Magazine but which have not yet been published through the summer issue are Fred Briscoe, Eliot G. Hall, and Alan Gordon.

With a new college year well under way, it is time to wish for a year of rational protest presented with civility, debated with dignity, and settled fairly, with the losers happy to have made their position clear, but gracefully recognizing that the game ends when it is over. This seems a happier agenda than one based upon a student body made up one-half by those aiming at an ability to regurgitate the substance of what has been fed to them in class with no deeper purpose than to get into the graduate school of their choice, and the other half engaged in pursuit of what used to be called "gentlemen's C's" with no deeper purpose than to be able to consume large quantities of alcohol and to belong to the right country club.

We shall all look forward to seeing what the year produces.

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